Sometimes at night, I can still hear Karma laughing

I have a pretty good sense of humor about stuff, to the point of annoying other folks (or possibly even scaring a couple of children) into silence while thinking, "What IS that woman grinning about?!?"

Then again, I live in Jersey, it's probably more like, "Wha'chew lookin' at?!?"

[one beat, two beats]

Willis.

[sound of crickets, chirping]

Aaaaanyway, I can't help it, it's like there is a sitcom playing in an infinite loop, in my head.

Frankly, with 3 teens, 1 pretty much teen, and sometimes even other people's kids hanging around, there is almost ALWAYS stuff going on and, well, I would much rather consider all my maniacial laughing as an effective defense mechanism.

For example, this morning. Long story, short (you're welcome):

Middle girl missed her bus

Her school is at least a 30 minute drive

Because, in Jersey, we calculate the time it takes to get somewhere, rather than mileage

Oldest needed my car and leave for work by 8:00 a.m.

My husband needed his car back to leave for work by 8:15 a.m.

It is now 7:15 a.m.

[cue maniacial laughing]

Aaaaand, apparently, it's hereditary, as we drove past a broken down school bus on the highway.

Daughter: You know what would be REAL funny?Me: If that was YOUR bus?Daughter: EXACTLY!!!!Both: Bwahahahahahahahaha!!!

[blank stare]

Wha'chew lookin' at, Willis?!? I mean, really, this IS the part of my story, where you begin to feel really, really lucky, about your NOT being able to see inside my head.

"You left your purse in my car, I saw it when I got to work."

See what I mean?!? Seriously, you could ALMOST hear the "sad trombone" AND Karma laughing, right?!?

"Guess I'm stuck here at home...all by myself...oh darn (grin!)"

My husband still hasn't texted me back. Poor guy, must have left his sense of humor at home.